#Intravenous feeding

[creativeera]

Parenteral Nutrition Market is Anticipated to Witness High Growth Owing to Rising Prevalence of malnutrition

Parenteral nutrition, also known as intravenous feeding, is a life-saving process that delivers nutrients such as vitamins, minerals, carbohydrates, fats and amino acids directly into the bloodstream. It is primarily used for patients who cannot be fed enterally (through the gastrointestinal tract) due to diseases like inflammatory bowel disease, short bowel syndrome or cancer. The global parenteral nutrition market is primarily driven by the rising cases of malnutrition across the world. Malnutrition afflicts one in three people globally and negatively impacts health outcomes and productivity. Moreover, growing prevalence of chronic diseases such as cancer that often impair normal eating and nutrient absorption further propel the demand for parenteral nutrition. The global parenteral nutrition market was valued US$ 4,548.7 Mn in 2023 and is expected to reach US$ 7,251 Mn by 2031 growing at a compound annual growth rate (CAGR) of 6% from 2024 to 2031.

Key Takeaways Key players operating in the Parenteral Nutrition are AbbVie Inc., Danone, Fresenius Kabi AG, GENTAG, Inc., GSK plc., Nestlé SA, Nutricia, Sun Pharmaceutical Industries Ltd, Pfizer Inc., Sanofi, Otsuka Holdings Co., Ltd., and Otsuka Holdings Co., Ltd. These players are focusing on new product launches and geographical expansion to gain more market share. The key opportunities in the market include growing demand from developing countries due to rising chronic disease burden and increasing focus on home parenteral nutrition to reduce healthcare costs. The home parenteral nutrition segment is estimated to witness fastest growth during the forecast period on account of advanced formulas being less susceptible to contamination and longer shelf life. The Parenteral Nutrition Market Size exhibits high potential in the Asia Pacific region owing to significant patient pool, improving healthcare infrastructure and increasing healthcare spending in developing countries such as India and China. Many global players are expanding their operations in these countries to tap unmet needs and gain first-mover advantage. Market drivers- Rising prevalence of malnutrition across the world due to various socio-economic factors is a key driver. Moreover, growing geriatric population prone to chronic conditions increases the potential patient base. Market restrains- Inconsistent reimbursement policies and high costs associated with parenteral nutrition continue to limit widespread adoption, especially in developing regions. Moreover, risks of infection and catheter-related complications with long-term use of parenteral nutrition poses restraints.

Segment Analysis This Parenteral Nutrition Companies can be segmented by nutrient type, end user and geography. Based on nutrient type, the carbohydrate segment is dominating as it provides energy to the body and accounts for around 30% of total calories. Carbohydrates are an important macronutrient that can help improve clinical outcomes in patients receiving parenteral nutrition. Based on end user, hospitals segment dominates the market as hospitals are the main clinical setting where parenteral nutrition is administered. Many serious medical conditions and surgeries require a patient to receive total nutrient support intravenously in a hospital setting. Global Analysis Regionally, North America dominates the parenteral nutrition market with the highest market share. Factors such as the increasing prevalence of chronic diseases requiring nutrient support in the US and Canada are driving market growth. However, Asia Pacific is expected to grow the fastest between 2024-2031. Rapidly developing healthcare infrastructure and rising medical tourism in India and China are creating increased demand for parenteral nutrition in Asia. Overall, developing regional markets will drive future market growth as healthcare access improves globally.

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[iregen]

What are the benefits of iv nutrient therapy?

Many individuals have utilized iv nutrient therapy for decades to treat folks who are dehydrated or too unwell to eat properly. Because an unhealthy lifestyle and inappropriate food cause a variety of health problems and a need for nutrients, IV nutrition treatment takes its place. Furthermore, it is commonly utilized among persons who cannot obtain adequate nutrients from food owing to various health issues or whose bodies cannot absorb the required nutrients. As a result, IV nutrition treatment is critical for the body's proper functioning.

Iv nutrient therapy is the quickest approach to providing your body with the necessary nourishment. The treatment allows vitamins and other nutrients to enter your circulation directly, bypassing the digestive tract, for quicker and more accurate outcomes. Being proficient in providing effective Iv Nutrient Therapy, we are going to mention some of the benefits of nutrient therapy.

Advanatages of getting IV Nutreient Therapy

Undoubtedly, IV nutrient therapy consists of lots of benefits, but it is essential to look for the benefits specifically. This will notify that for what purpose the intravenous feeding is being used. So take a glimpse at them.

Complete the nutritional deficiencies

Certain nutrient deficiencies may benefit from iv nutrient therapy

. It is also a useful therapy for diseases that might cause nutritional shortages, such as Crohn's, colon cancer, celiac disease, and cystic fibrosis. Some persons with these and other chronic disorders are unable to obtain adequate nutrition from their diet. As a result, doctors frequently advise patients to seek iv nutrition therapy near me.

Treat hangover symptoms

It also treats the unpleasant symptoms of a hangover caused by excessive alcohol consumption. IV hydration aids in the rapid resolution of typical hangover symptoms such as dehydration, headaches or muscular pains, excessive thirst, nausea, vomiting, or stomach discomfort. IV fluids assist restore the water you lost the night before from drinking too much. They also include electrolytes, most typically in the form of sodium chloride, which aids in the relief of dehydration symptoms.

Remove toxins and radicals.

Toxins are the main cause of infection, allergies, and other health issues. IV treatment provides your body with the antioxidants it requires to fight against early symptoms of aging and drain dangerous pollutants out of your body more efficiently. Toxins and free radicals are kept at bay by antioxidants, which include Vitamin C, Glutathione, and Alpha-lipoic acid. They all work together to cleanse your body of toxins and radicals, reducing weight and preventing numerous diseases.

Helps in weight loss

Because it contains antioxidants, IV nutrition treatment can be an effective strategy for losing weight. It is a combination of vitamins, minerals, Glutathione, Alpha-lipoic acid, and fat-burning chemicals that aid in metabolism. As we become older, our metabolism slows down. IV drips for weight reduction aid in the maintenance of the metabolism by spontaneously burning fat and breaking down lipids. In this way, iv nutrient therapy helps to reduce fat and promote weight loss.

Improve mental well being

Intravenous feeding also benefits mental health. Magnesium sulfate is an electrolyte that helps reduce blood pressure and may also help in calming your brain and putting you in a stress-free mode, relaxing the muscles, supporting immune function, and preventing mental disorders when the body receives balanced nutrition and maintains the cells in the brain. For stabilizing the brain activities and keeping them well, then get the IV Nutrient Treatment.

To conclude all the benefits, we suggest that if you lack these benefits in your life, then definitely IV nutrient Therapy works, and you must get it. But keep in mind, before proceeding with this, do some research on the internet and look for the best iv nutrition therapy near me. Always get this therapy from professionals since it is about your health and life.

One of the leading IV nutrient therapy providers, iRegen, has been transforming the health of many people and making the healthy way to live their life. With healthcare specialists, we are working on various treatments and providing our society with complete nutrients for the body. Comes with fresh stem cells that are also given by us through IV Intervenous feeding. Our main aim is to everyone should live with no stress and no disease, and for this, our team is working day and night.

[shutterandpencil]

"nom"

Satsuki might otherwise disapprove but she'll tolerate it because Ryuuko's happy with a seasonal nom.

[sramfact]

The global medical tubing market size is projected to reach USD 7.9 billion by 2026 growing at a CAGR of 10.0% from 2021 to 2026. The increasing demand for medical tubing in various healthcare segments coupled with stringent regulations concerning healthcare safety is driving the market for medical tubing. The increase in demand for medical tubing and the growing industrial development in the emerging economies, such as APAC and South America, are driving the market

[honeyxbee]

Losing Game ― L Lawliet

TW: Some NSFW, implied noncon, Yandere!L, gn!reader, kidnapping, implied stalking, captive reader, threat of intravenous feeding

words: 621

It has been exactly four months, seventeen days, eight hours, twelve minutes, and fifty-three seconds since the last time you saw the outside world.

But who's counting, right?

L is, apparently, as he casually brings it up in the middle of the game of chess he forced politely requested you play with him. Your eyes momentarily flicker up from the board sitting on the table before you; your brows scrunched slightly as you try to figure out why he decided to mention that.

Nothing with L is ever pointless ― you've come to recognize this fact over the last few months. Every word he says, every movement he makes is intentional as if he's a well-oiled machine instead of flesh and bone.

Sometimes, you wonder if he is.

"Is that so?" you settle on as a response, trying to sound casual as you move your piece, capturing one of his pawns. His dark eyes are fixated on yours, clearly searching for a specific reaction, though you're not quite sure which one. But you're almost certain that it's not nonchalance, so that's the one you offer him. It's a petty attempt at meaningless rebellion, really, but it makes him sigh, nonetheless.

You've learned to take any wins you can get.

"You've hardly touched your cake," L comments casually as he repositions his knight, glancing at the uneaten dessert he served you over an hour ago.

"I'm not hungry," you say with your eyes fixated on the chessboard, moving your queen.

"You've hardly eaten."

"That doesn't mean I'm hungry."

"That is concerning. Irregular nourishment can negatively impact your health and well-being. Perhaps we should consider having you fed intravenously, instead."

His words are spoken casually, yet you can't help but grimace at the thinly veiled threat. L is a lot of things, but he's certainly not a bluffer. You glance down at the piece of cake on the table beside you and reluctantly spoon a bit into your mouth, making him let out a short hum of approval and make his next move.

White to Qc6. You chew on your bottom lip in thought, scanning the board for a second before moving your king to avoid being checked. L's lips twitch ever so slightly.  

"You're getting better at this," he muses as he moves to capture one of your pawns, his eyes not leaving your face. You try your hardest to avoid his gaze, moving one of your pieces to help defend your king with a slight tremble to your hand.

"You're getting better at this." It's crazy how such simple words can make your mouth fill with bile, the words of encouragement that used to make you beam. But of course, that was back when you first started working with L, bright-eyed and brain-full of fantasies about becoming the next greatest detective.

Before L put secret cameras all over your apartment. Before he drugged your tea and took you to his home, where he sat you on his lap and fucked you for the first time, murmuring those five little words of praise in your ear. Before he locked you up here, turned you into his prisoner with the excuse that he was doing it all to protect you.

"Checkmate."

L's voice forces you out of your thoughts, blinking at the board with a small frown on your lips when you see that he has won the game. Again.

He smiles slightly when he notices your expression, tilting his head in thought. "Did you think you were going to beat me?" His voice is full of genuine curiosity ― as if the concept of you beating him in something is a strange thought. And you suppose it is.

After all, L never loses.

[cannabiscomrade]

one thing that I have found shocking about the world of enteral nutrition (tube feeding) is that a lot of it is very patient-led. What I mean by this is that a lot of the ways we have learned about bettering tube feeding is via people who rely on it to survive. It is the textbook example of disabled people becoming the experts on our own condition.

While this isn't unique to specific chronic illness/disability communities, I think it is relatively unique in that it's a form of life support where a lot of the literature and techniques for long-term care are created by people with tubes and caregivers

I live in a top 5 city in the US and use multiple major hospital networks for my tube care/gastric care. I have barely learned anything about tube feeding beyond how to administer my feeds, and that I learned from a dietician from my medical supply company, not anyone on my medical team.

The majority of my information about my own care has come from support groups of fellow tubies and caregivers, as well as non-profits like The Oley Foundation, which was created by people on enteral and parenteral nutrition.

There is a huge knowledge gap in the medical community about tube feeding, especially with adult care. I've had multiple medical professionals mislabel my gastro/jejunal tube as a gastric tube- a mistake that can result in significant damage for me with my paralyzed stomach. This is also true with parenteral nutrition- there are cases of people on TPN dying because their TPN was administered in the wrong place, or the care team mixing up TPN and enteral formula and giving them formula intravenously. I don't know if this is true for any other kind of life support- despite there being 400,000 people in the US on home enteral nutrition and 25,000 people on home parenteral nutrition. Those numbers are not insignificant, especially in a populous city.

[5ummit]

HTP Fic Recs: Hidden Gems

Have you, like me, devoured everything in the Hydra Trash Party AO3 tag and are desperate for more? Well you may be in luck.

In honor of CATWS's 10th anniversary I’ve decided, yet again, to make a new rec list so that these gems don't get buried in my overwhelmingly extensive original rec list. This list features HTP and HTP-adjacent fics that are NOT tagged as HTP (either because the author didn't know the label existed or didn't believe it applied to their fic), making them particularly hard to find, and I think, deserving of more attention.

Many of these fics don’t have much, if any, explicit noncon, but noncon is often implied or referenced and they’re all rife with other types of dehumanization and abuse so the usual HTP warnings still apply. Read tags carefully etc.

The Making of the Winter Soldier [series] by CluckU & Mumble_Bee Relationship: Hydra Agents/WS, Zola/WS Words: 13,700

There are a small, precious collection of things he knows for certain each time he wakes in his chair: He is a weapon. A soldier. An asset. He is being molded into the Fist of Hydra. He must prove himself. Failure is not an option.

Muscle Memory by sparklingbinjuice Relationship: Rumlow & Bucky Words: 4500

It had taken five minutes of fumbling but he had eventually picked the lock. The soldier wouldn’t be back for hours. Coordinates provided by the remaining, somewhat rudimentary, tracking device installed in the titanium arm indicated that he wandered the streets on weekends – watching people, visiting libraries and museums, feeding the birds. It was all so horribly human.

Reconquer, regain, recover by werebird Relationship: Hydra Agents/WS (past) Words: 2300

Hydra had known his body better than he himself ever could. They had taken it, reshaped it, reprogrammed it. They had birthed the Winter Soldier although they had never given him life.

Taming Winter by Runlights Relationship: Rumlow & WS, Steve & Bucky Words: 91,000 Notes: terrifying bloodthirsty WS

Regardless of the intravenous set pumping warming fluids into those veins, regardless of the fact that a moment ago, the guy looked on the verge of death, the Winter Soldier was out of the chair and in front of him with two steps that happened so quickly he didn’t even have time to do more than inhale. He froze as he felt the press of his own combat knife against his throat, the bite of the blade causing blood to well and slip down his throat. This was the point where he suspected people felt fear, especially staring into those unfocused cold eyes. He only felt a twisted fascination.

The Soldier’s Kittens by exclamation Relationship: Sam & Bucky, Steve & Bucky Words: 11,300 Notes: animal abuse/death

"Sam's a really good guy," Steve said. "I think you'd like him if you spent more time with him." Bucky said nothing. He would not show any interest in Sam, just as he had not shown any interest when Steve had taken him to the animal shelter to try and get him to interact with the dogs there. He knew this trap and he wouldn't fall into it twice.

Flinching by Exorin Relationship: Steve/Bucky Words: 570

It might finally break what's left of him if Steve knew the way he's had to dig his nails into his palms hard enough to draw blood just to shape his breath into the sound of a moan.

I'm comin' up only to hold you under by anonymous Relationship: Hydra Agents/Bucky, Steve/Bucky (past) Words: 2100

They drag him out of his cell by his hair and toss him into a room full of identical guards. He lands hard on his knees, the force of the impact stuttering up his weak, tired body, and he glares up and them with all the hatred he can gather. He feels off-balance, like he does whenever he tries to carry himself now—the stump of his missing arm has a phantom weight he can't get used to, won't get used to.

Context is Everything by thedevilchicken Relationship: Hannibal/Bucky Words: 2600

"I don't understand," Bucky replied. "Recontextualize?" "Your memories of HYDRA seem…distant," Hannibal said. "The way you speak about them is as if they happened to someone else. In order to process your trauma, you must understand that they happened to you."

Never Letting the Blood Dry by BarrenPines Relationship: Rumlow & WS, Steve & Bucky Words: 2500 Notes: whipping

After the mission, there were pats on the back, expressions of congratulations and thanks, and a dozen other little niceties that made his skin crawl. He’d gotten lucky, that’s all. And he’d also defied orders, departed from his assigned task. Praise wasn’t what he deserved.

[heartfeltcierra]

Law taking care of sick Y/N

Word count- 650

Masterlist

Warnings/Content- Soft Law X Sick Reader, minor cussing, mentions of IV's and medications.

 Despite what people think of Law, there isn’t much he specifically hates. The few things he does include Doflamingo (for obvious reasons), bread and umeboshi. But today he adds another thing to that list.

 “Law I feel like shit..” Your voice rasps out from the infirmary bed. “Am I going to die?” 

 “I know you feel bad love, but I promise you're not going to die.” Law said as he rummages through the medicine cabinet.

 “Are you sure?” The unease in your voice makes Law's heart clench.

 “Yes, I’m sure.” Law looks away from the cabinet to give you a soft, reassuring smile. “What you have is called the ‘grandline flu’, it should run its course in a few days and then you'll be as good as new.” He turns back into the medicine cabinet and pulls out some supplies. “But with that being said, you've lost a lot of fluid sweating it out, so I need to run an IV.”

 “Okay." You groan as you lift up from the bed. "Just know I hate this."

 “I know you do Y/N," I do too. "but it’s the fastest way to get you hydrated, plus I can send the meds you need through the IV.” Law carries the stuff over to the bedside table.

 “Please be gentle.” He recoils a little hearing the distress laced in your voice. Sure the Surgeon of Death was sometimes sadistic with his medical practice, that's how he got the alias in the first place, but when it came to you he was the Surgeon of Delicate.

 “I promise I will.” Law carefully grabs your arm and positions it before his tattooed fingers caress your arm in search of a vein. “Are you ready?” You nod your head as Law preps the area. Now came the part Law has been dreading the most. “You’ll feel a sharp pain and then it will be over.” You shut your eyes and look the other way as he gets the IV inserted. A small yelp leaves your lips, but the pain was brief. “All done, you did so good for me.” Law places some bandages over the IV before peppering your face with kisses.

 “If you keep kissing me you may end up sick too.” You smile and try to pull away but Law stops you from going anywhere.

 “If I did, let’s just say I know a really good doctor .” He smirks before stealing another kiss. “Now let’s get you fixed up.” Law grabs a damp cloth and gently wipes away the sweat from your forehead. “I’m going to give you something that will help you rest.” Law holds up a liquid filled syringe.

 “Okay.” You watch as he connects the syringe to a tube before slowly feeding the medicine into the IV. “Is it bad I can feel it kicking in already?” You yawn out.

 “No it's not.” He tosses the empty syringe in the trash and turns to look at you. “When meds are given intravenously it kicks in a lot  quicker, plus what I gave you is ‘the good shit’, so to say.” He gives your head a few comforting pats. 

 “You truly are the best Doctor ever.” Your eyes and limbs grew heavier and heavier as the meds ran their course.

 “Damn straight I am.” He gave your forehead one last kiss. “Now get some rest, I'll be back later to check on you.” 

 “Wait Law, before you go...” A small grin forms on Law’s face seeing how adorable you looked fighting to stay awake. “I wanted to say thank you and I love..."

 “You’re welcome sleeping beauty.” He pulls the covers over your now fast asleep form before whispering. “I love you too.”

[whimp-whamp-whump]

need whumpers to start force-feeding their whumpees more !! whumpee doesn't want to eat? they're not appreciative of all that whumper has done for them - shelter, water, food - and would rather reject whumpers efforts? fuck that! they'll take whatever whumper gives them.

whumper is (or what they believe to be) a distinguished cook and whumpee is rejecting their special meals? let's just hope whumpee can dodge a fork and spoon as whumper feeds them.

whumpee has been refusing water? they need to stay hydrated! time to break out the funnel - maybe if they reject it too much too frequently, whumper can adjust the temperature. maybe whumpee will be more grateful for tap water after having boiling water poured down their throat: that is, if they survive. perhaps next time, whumper will give them frying oil to drink.

maybe whumper only offers more food once whumpee has cleaned their plate! but if whumpee's food is slimy and cold and moldy, it's going to be awfully bitter. a sensory hell, too. such a shame - whumper doesn't believe in wasting food. this will teach whumpee to be more appreciative of food the moment it's delivered.

whumpee thinks whumper is spiking all their drinks? well . . . they're right about that. still, whumper went through so much work getting everything they needed. and whumpee needs to. just. take it.

medically trained whumper feeding whumpee through intravenous means. is it just to sustain their life? or are whumpees veins lit aflame each time that needle sinks into their skin?

got a whumpee too injured or out of it to chew their own food? it's a good thing whumper's got hands! they can place the food into whumpee's mouth and manually operate their lower jaw. all whumpee has to do is keep their eyes open and make sure their tongue doesn't get chomped.

whumpee's always been particular about what they ingest: be it calories, ingredients, textures, allergies - you name it. it's unfortunate they're taken by a whumper who just doesn't understand.

in the same vein as allergies, whumper who continuously feeds whumpee foods they KNOW will induce a heavy reaction, just so they can nurse whumpee back to health in an excruciating process.

whumpee just lost their tongue and needs a little help eating. maybe their lips are numb or they're missing some teeth and they keep spilling. is a bib too humiliating?

feel free to reblog with more ideas or expansions or drabbles or interps!

feeling sick and twisted lately (thinking about my whumpee <333)

[mwolf0epsilon]

Feeling really sad about Coruscant Guard losing their beans :(

How has it affected them? We know fox seized, has anyone else suffered like that?

I'll be honest Anon, its not good news.

The Coruscant Guard has stopped eating and sleeping altogether. They have lost a lot of weight, are completely apathetic to the world around them, and seem to be running entirely on autopilot.

The only reason they haven't dropped dead is because the medics are still doing their jobs and keeping everyone hydrated and fed enough to function via intravenous fluids and force-feeding of ration bars.

They're not really living. They're basically just existing in an endless loop. Which seems to really appeal to Palpatine and the Senators he favours. Emotionless husks suit the needs of those who aren't overly fond of having their "toys" talk back/fight back, after all.

Unfortunately this means there have been casualties. Without the Commanders having their wits about them, it's a lot harder to implement their safety protocols, and there's only so much you can mend while you're running on muscle memory...

[butchbitemarks]

Select strains of elder vampire bites have been documented giving euphoric effects. This is thought to have developed as a way to cultivate docile and eager thralls.

When these vampires first bite a victim (most effective at the neck), the subject feels intense shocks of pain. This will immobilize the victim. This stage is important- if the effects of the bite onset immediately you would find the subject attempting to stumble away in a half drugged state.

Once the vampire has a consistent stream of blood (20-30sec) their teeth with start involuntarily injecting the substance intravenously. This produces a rapid and powerful high for the victim.

Subjects describe a warm, tingling sensation spreading from their neck to the rest of their body, waves of pleasure that match in tune with their aggressors gulping. At this stage many will get disoriented, briefly forgetting where they are and even who they are. You can see subjects gripping involuntarily onto the aggressing vampire in an attempt to relieve the intensity.

Experienced vampires steady the subject at this stage, as many are prone to falling over from disorientation. After (40-60sec) physical touch will be enhanced so that the brush of fingers on skin or lips suckling their neck will be sexually simulating, more sensitive subjects can experience multiple orgasms from the sucking motion alone.

In the last stage the victim will then enter a weak stage of chemical hypnosis. This temporarily rewires the victim to obsess over the vampires attention: giving them incredible bursts of pleasure when the vampire looks at touches them. This gives the vampire time to properly administer hypnosis, trapping the victim with them as their thrawl.

Overtime, thralls begin to associate the pain with pleasure. Chemical hypnosis builds up and settles as their default state, as well as physical dependence on the bites effects. This leaves the master vampire with willing and eager cattle to feed on.

[snugglylime]

JWCT Countdown Day#2: Favorite Duo/Friendship - Darius and Yaz

This is a snippet from my hybrids AU, though I've nailed down more of the details since my original post. Hope you guys enjoy!

Darius has long since lost track of the days. They’ve stopped being memorable and follow such a meandering sameness that they’re not worth keeping track of. There’s no real point in keeping a mental calendar either because there are no dates for him to look forward to.

Birthdays and holidays are off the table, and counting down the hours to weekends or anything else to be excited about has become entirely meaningless. Every day is the same, and every day he laments his lack of appreciation for the time before this horrible block of temporal sameness. 

But then, as abruptly as it’d started, the sameness stops.

No one comes to check on him today. The lights around the bend down the hall continue to cast shadows into his cell, and he can still hear the persistent humming of the generators and fluorescent lights, but the sameness of the world beyond his cell is obscured by the absence of footsteps and hushed voices.

It’s entirely quiet. 

So he makes a note of today. It’s a quiet, hungry, and lonely kind of day. Even if he hates the doctors with every fiber of his being- as much as he’s able to hate anyone, that is- it’s good to interact with things that aren’t just the mind-numbingly white walls of his cell. 

The day continues as silently and uneventfully as it started, which is to say it adopted a new kind of sameness that’s somehow worse than the last. Just yesterday, and for the dozens of yesterdays before that, he could occupy his mind with eavesdropping or putting images to the vague sounds filtering to him from down the hall, but now there’s nothing. Nothing stirs beyond his cell. The lights don’t go out when they’re supposed to, and no one brings him dinner, which is concerning because if no one feeds him, he very well could starve to death. 

Calm down, he scolds himself. You’re not some animal. It’s only been a day. 

He tries to sleep, but with the bright lights and compounding hunger in his gut, it’s futile. He tosses and turns on his sorry excuse for a mattress and tries to wake from this new, hellish sameness that must be a nightmare. 

Funny that he would prefer to be awake in the world where he gets poked and prodded by all manner of needles and instruments on a daily basis than the one where he’s just perpetually bored, hungry, and lonely. He really has been reduced to his basest instincts, hasn’t he? 

He can almost imagine a morally corrupt psychologist sitting outside his cell, pen and clipboard in hand, taking notes on the slow deterioration of his mind. The psychologist would say that this is all just another test, just without the usual invasion of his personal space and intraveneal injections. 

But no such psychologist exists, and the quiet, lonely, sameness persists long into the night (or what he assumes to be night in this windowless prison of his). 

Then, just as he’s about to fall into a shallow sleep, there’s a soft click followed by a familiar whoosh of air. Within an instant, the door to his cell inches open. The lights flicker and somewhere down the hall the generators make the sound of something long-suffering. 

He stares at the newly formed crack between the cell wall and the door. He’s heard that tell-tale click dozens of times, but with it has always been a doctor (or two, depending on the day and the extent of the testing he’s to be subjected to), and the set of restraints he’s grown as accustomed to as the clothes on his back.

Now there is neither, just the thin strip of light leading to the lab down the hall. 

He thinks of the non-existent psychologist and how all this must be some new experiment. The isolation and hunger of the past day- or however long it’s been since he’s started keeping track of the passage of time- make it impossible for him to think straight. As he cautiously creeps out of his cell, he feels like a little kid walking into his kindergarten classroom for the first time, seeing everything with new eyes, even though he’s made this trek as many times as he’s heard the opening click of his cell door. 

But even if this is some sort of test for obedience or to measure the extent to which his human brain still operates beneath the suffocating layer of prehistoric instinct and hunger they’ve injected him with, he can’t help but leap at the opportunity. 

Besides, out here is where the food comes from and he’s only getting hungrier. The more logical (and generally quieter) side of his brain scolds him for acting like an animal, but he can’t bring himself to care too much. All he cares about is finding food. 

But when the corridor spits him out, he doesn’t find food. Instead, he finds the lab, eerily devoid of its occupants, both animate and not. The doctors- as well as their personal effects- are all gone save for a few backpacks and pencils strewn across the floor. The embryonic chambers, usually clouded with cold fog, are clear and devoid of the canisters of their prenatal residents. All the desks have been emptied and the endless rows of filing cabinets have been gutted, some of their contents lying amongst the backpacks and pencils and whatever else managed to find its way to the floor.

The lights flicker again. The generators belch and wheeze. 

If not for the gnawing hunger in his gut, he might’ve been skeeved out by the situation. But as things stand, he only feels mildly disturbed by the prospect of standing in the middle of a scene ripped straight out of a horror movie. 

Not that his whole life these past few months hasn’t been a horror movie. At least this is kind of exciting.

He decides to follow the left hall. He’s never been down here before, always having been ushered to the right where all the medical offices and examination tables are. But he knows those places like the back of his hand by now, and so he knows that there’s no food there. Which must mean that the food somehow comes from the left hall.

Maybe. 

Like most of his memories from his time on the island before his abduction, his memories of the tour of this place he went on so many months ago are little more than a fuzzy blotch in the back of his mind, doing nothing to guide him where he needs to go. 

It doesn’t help that all the walls and offices here look identical, right down to the creaky ceiling fans and plywood desks. No expenses were spared except for when it came to the busy-bodies running this place. 

By the looks of things, they were about as well off as he was in his cell.

He rounds a corner and is suddenly accosted by a cacophony of clicks and bangs, like something heavy is hitting one of the white brick walls. He hesitates between the choice of going right and investigating, or going left towards a neon green exit sign. 

After a moment, he starts down the right hall. He’s still hungry, but he’s also lonely, and chances are that whatever’s making that thumping noise is more alive than anything else here. Maybe the clicking is a doctor typing at a keyboard, though how anyone could continue to work in conditions as chaotic as these he has no idea. 

Then again, he has no idea what caused these conditions in the first place. For all he knows, this whole situation could just be another experiment that he’s being subjected to.

Will he ever stop feeling like a lab rat? 

He follows the noises down a corridor not unlike the one leading to his cell. The tall, undecorated walls funnel him around a bend until he’s face to face with thick metal bars, just like the ones he’s stared at every day for as long as he can clearly remember. 

He freezes. There’s no way he managed to make one big loop- he may not know much about this place, but he knows for a fact that the building isn’t one big circle. And even if it was, this hall is all wrong, like a mirror image of the one containing his cell.

This is someplace different. 

He cautiously approaches the bars, realizing with dawning horror that the noises, having seemed so distant before, are coming from the darkness right in front of him. Then they stop so suddenly he thinks he might’ve imagined them. But now he’s standing just a few feet from the bars and can get a good look at what’s behind them, noisy creature or not. At least, he would have if not for the hand being flung into his face. 

He screams and stumbles backward. The unnatural weight of his feet and the awkward bend to his legs set him off balance enough to send him tumbling shoulder-first into the wall. He grunts and licks the two, sharp teeth protruding from the gums where his canines used to be. 

He’s still not entirely used to the feeling of them in his mouth, but he knows they’ll be useful in a fight if it comes down to it. 

“Darius?” A voice hisses. He recognizes it instantly, even though the memories it’s attached to are fuzzy. 

“Yaz?” Darius breathes. He hasn’t heard her voice in… well, however long it’s been since the abduction. Months at the very least, if not longer. 

“It’s me,” Yaz sighs. Then, as if to prove her point, she steps into the thin triangle of light cast through the bars of her cell. 

From the waist up, she looks exactly how he remembers. But as he looks closer, he realizes that’s not entirely true. Her skin has a pale, blueish quality to it and her eyes, stark against the abnormal pallor of her skin, are striking and unnaturally bright, like she’s seeing right through him. And below her waist, more shocking than anything else about her, are the leathery, awkwardly bent legs of a velociraptor.

Darius stares, transfixed at the homunculi standing before him. She looks like the product of a poor attempt at photoshopping a dinosaur’s legs onto a human’s body; her waist is too thin to properly accommodate the girth of the reptilian legs, and the dark, scaly flesh of them disappears beneath her shorts only to reappear as the perfectly smooth human skin of her barely exposed stomach. 

“What is it?” Yaz demands, startling Darius out of his thoughts. Despite the roughness of her voice- has it always sounded like that?- her lips are turned into a nervous frown like she’s embarrassed. 

“You…” he trails off, unable to find the words. He stiffens as a tail suddenly appears out of the darkness and swishes back and forth behind her body like the pendulum of an upside-down metronome. “Wow.”

“You don’t look much better,” she says with a strained grimace. 

“Oh, right,” his cheeks flush. He’d nearly forgotten about the state of his own body, not that he’d ever gotten a real good look at it. He’s been denied the privilege of a mirror, and while he can feel all the strange anomalies in his stature and movement, he doesn’t have a good idea of what it all looks like. Then he shakes his head and realizes who he’s talking to. “Not that you look bad or anything. I think the… ah… tail suits you. Yeah.”

Yaz blinks at him before turning away with a muffled snort. “Shut up. Yours suits you more, dino-nerd.”

Oh. Right. He’d almost forgotten about the heavy appendage sprouting from his tailbone. Not that he’d like to remember it. How he got to be this way is a process he’d prefer to forget, but it looks like he’s not the only one to have experienced it.

Which means that in all likelihood, he and Yaz aren’t alone. The others must be around here somewhere, too.

“Sure does,” Darius grins, suddenly feeling more excited than he has in months. He grabs the handle of her cell door and cocks his head. “Ready to get out of here?”

[iregen]

What Are the 3 Types of Intravenous Feeding?

Intravenous feeding is used when the digestive tract cannot adequately absorb nutrients, as occurs in severe malabsorption disorders. It is also used when the digestive tract must be temporarily kept free of food, as is needed during certain stages of ulcerative colitis. It may provide all of a person's nutritional requirements.

Parenteral nutrition requires a large intravenous tube. The tube (called a central venous catheter) must be inserted into a large vein, such as the subclavian vein, which is located under the collarbone. Parenteral nutrition may be used at home or in the hospital.

A central vein administers central parenteral nutrition, most often the superior vena cava, which is positioned behind your collarbone and connects directly to your heart. Because of the bigger central vein, a larger catheter may give higher concentrations of nourishment with more calories. As a result, CPN is utilized to give whole parenteral nourishment, which is administered by the limb or neck.

Total parenteral nutrition is total nourishment for the body that is given to patients intravenously. It is administered when a person is completely unable to obtain the necessary nutrients or is unable to eat. This may be necessary if certain disorders impede your digestive tract's capacity to process food and absorb nutrients.

Peripheral parenteral nutrition is administered via a smaller peripheral vein, which may be located in your neck or one of your limbs. PPN is used to administer temporary partial parenteral feeding by utilizing faster and simpler access to the peripheral vein. For a variety of reasons, this is the most often utilized intravenous feeding treatment.

[shutterandpencil]

"Lemon Mochi Ice-Cream"

I would have walked all the way to Walmart for the "mousse", but I made a stop and got something better.

[dontmeantobepoliticalbut]

Social media sites like TikTok are partly to blame for widespread criticism of Israel’s war effort against Hamas in Gaza, according to US Secretary of State Antony Blinken.

The comments came as part of a conversation at the McCain Institute’s 2024 Sedona Forum in Sedona, Arizona, between Secretary Blinken and US Senator Mitt Romney.

The Utah Republican asked the top diplomat why “the PR has been so awful” against Israel since the beginning of the 7 October conflict.

“Why has Hamas disappeared in terms of public perception?” he continued. “An offer is on the table for a ceasefire and yet the world is screaming about Israel.”

Mr. Blinken said that part of the reason for that dynamic was a changing media environment, where people no longer all read from the same authoritative news sources and instead learn about current events on chaotic social media feeds.

“Now of course we’re on an intravenous feed of information with new impulses, inputs every millisecond,” Mr Blinken said. “And of course the way this has played out on social media has dominated the narrative. You have a social media ecosystem, environment in which context, history, facts get lost and the emotion, the impact of images dominate. We can’t discount that, but I think it also has a very very challenging effect on the narrative.”

Mr. Romney appeared to agree, saying the effect Mr. Blinken was describing was why “there was such overwhelming support for us to potentially shut down TikTok.”

The US secretary, at another point in the conversation, also emphasised the “inescapable reality” that Palestinian civilians “continue to suffer grievously.”

“We have to be focused on that and attentive to that.”

The comments echoed a wider narrative that’s been put forth about critics of Israel in the US, particularly on college campuses: that their criticisms don’t stem from the facts of the conflict, and instead are the product of alarming outside influence.

New York Mayor Eric Adams recently accused students at universities of falling under the sway of “outside agitators,” though the NYPD has offered little compelling evidence to support that charge.

Protesting students interviewed by The Independent said they had been moved to act by seeing images of destruction and suffering caused by Israel in Gaza, with the full backing of the US.

“You know, when I wake up in the morning and see a video of a parent carrying bits of their child in a plastic bag, that should not be normal, that should not be acceptable,” said Ava Lyon-Sereno, a Columbia student protester.

It’s not just social media where Israel’s war effort has been criticised though.

In March, the UN special rapporteur on human rights in the occupied Palestinian territories argued in a report that there are “reasonable grounds” to conclude Israel has committed acts of genocide in Gaza.

This week, a group of 88 congressional Democrats urged the Biden administration to consider restricting aid to Israel, arguing there’s compelling evidence that the country has stopped humanitarian aid from the US and other countries from reaching Gaza, where civilians are experiencing famine levels of hunger.

“The extent of Israel’s continued restrictions on the entry of aid into Gaza, together with the manner in which it continues to conduct hostilities, may amount to the use of starvation as a method of war, which is a war crime,” UN human rights chief Volker Türk said in a statement in March.

In late April, health authorities in Gaza said so many civilians have been killed, and the country has been so devastated by widespread Israeli bombing, that officials are no longer able to count the dead. At least 34,000 people, mostly civilians, have been killed in Gaza since the conflict began.

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

hello! i’m writing an au where a character goes into hibernation for a week and get taken care of by his group of friends/found family. i’m wonder what sort of scenarios come to your mind because i’ve hit a road block. i’ve done feeding, bathroom trips, and incoherent mumbling and such, and plan on a nightmare scene. i’ve also included how cg’s have to check on him often to make sure he doesn’t stay in an uncomfortable position for too long. i need some help brainstorming if you’re willing, thx! <3

caretakers can help change his clothes and comb his hair for him.

I know you already have bathroom trips in your list so you’ve already got the hygiene stuff covered. though another little thing I’d like to add is the place in which he stays; caretakers can make sure it’s clean enough (should his bed linens be changed? etc). bonus if they make the place as cozy as possible for him.

make sure he is kept warm and is in the temperature that’s neither too cold nor too hot. caretakers can help tuck him in and adjust his pillow for him, making sure he’s comfortable.

does he have any medication he has to regularly take? if so, is it oral or intravenous? caretakers can help make sure he takes his med, if he’s unable to take them himself.

always keep an eye on him just in case of an emergency. caretakers can take turn checking in on him as often as you see fit, so that they’ll know if things go south.

physical contact to let him know he’s not alone? doesn’t matter if he is unconscious or if he’s not lucid enough, a gently hand holding can always help (not just him but also his caretakers).

apologize if this is a little short, anon. you already have all the good scenarios with you, but I hope you’ll still find some of these useful.

if anybody has any idea they’d like to add, please feel free to do so :)